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Eventually this had to end. He finally eased back from her and let his still-hard cock fall out of her. Semen spilled out as they both moaned, finally uncoupled. Dale sat on the sofa next to her, spent. She reclined, satisfied, between her hosts. Dale and Bev each kissed the sides of her neck. Karen gently held Dale’s cock as Bev softly stroked Karen’s neck and chest, gingerly massaging her breasts. It was a very soothing moment they all allowed to linger for some time. She moaned, smiling, when Bev finally whispered, “Told ya.” Continue reading »

“Author’s note: I make no claim to being a good writer. I just felt compelled to share this little episode. I tried to keep the story from being too long-winded by editing some of the emotional aspects down while keeping the sexual energy of the experience intact. I hope you enjoy it. ;-)”

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Jen’s tight little ass was fully on display. My friend Tom reached for the thermometer as I gently rubbed a little oil around the rim of her asshole. I had Jen’s beautiful body across my lap with her cute little butt pointing up in the air. Jen looked slightly over her shoulder as Tom gently placed the tip of the plastic thermometer at the entrance to her asshole. The rim of Jen’s ass contracted a little in anticipation. Tom playfully started to tease the rim of her ass with the thermometer, pushing slightly in then out. A laugh escaped Jen’s lips as she let our fingers along with the thermometer explore her little secrets. Both Tom and I had our eyeballs focused in on the erotic display before us. Jen’s scalped tight buns showcased a perfect little asshole with the beautiful folds of her pussy lips completing the picture. I gently rimmed Jen’s ass with the tip of my finger as Tom put some more oil on the thermometer. Jen’s asshole quivered a little as the cool tip of the thermometer made contact again. I used both of my hands to pull Jen’s ass cheeks apart giving Tom better access. Jen squealed in delight. Both of our dicks were still engorged and wet from dipping into Jen’s pussy. Our thermometer routine was a tantalizing way to slow down the pace of our lustful activities while keeping the sexual tension high. I slowly pushed the thermometer about two inches into Jen’s ass. Leaving the thermometer in her asshole, both of us started to gently caress and explore other parts of Jen’s beautiful body. Jen let out a pleasurable sigh as our hands moved over her smooth skin. This was truly a delightful way to spend an afternoon. Continue reading »

You know what it’s like when you lust after someone, really lust? Why is it that you lust after those you can’t have? I suppose it’s the same thing with those girls that follow boy bands around hoping they can bed the lead singer and knowing full well they never will.

Well that was me! I was 23, attractive, slim, cute butt and gay. I can tell you but to be honest I was not really “out.” I work in the financial area of London and have a good job. No million pound bonuses, I don’t have THAT type of job but it does pay well. Well enough for me to have a neat little BMW sports car and a flat just big enough to swing a cat in. At 23 that’s not bad. The trouble is, all the lads in the office are young. I think the oldest is 37 (and he DOES get the big bonuses). That’s what I want in a few years time and I decided that if being in the closet gets me there then that’s where I would stay. Continue reading »

My wife and I were looking to expand our sexual horizons. Primarily I was the driver; she seemed fairly satisfied with our relationship and didn’t feel the need to do more or anything “crazier.” We were fairly adventurous together—including things like sex in public places—and after one crazy night, we added a strap-on dildo (which she used to great effect on me occasionally) to our “toybox.” I loved her and couldn’t get enough of her sexually; she’s stayed in shape, about 5′4″ with great proportional breasts and straight dark hair past her shoulders. I wanted more, though, and something I could not get in our relationship, no matter what we did—I wanted us to add a third partner. Continue reading »

Laura said nothing about my being over an hour late and when I started to apologize she shushed me saying it didn”t matter.

We spent the afternoon shopping because that was what Laura wanted to do. In addition to the two laundry appliances we needed furniture for the new room.

While at the furniture store Laura found a small desk that suited her. The salesman had been watching us, curiously. He catered to the wishes of Laura, giving her his full attention while ignoring me. I didn”t blame him. She was so cute in tight cut offs and T-shirt that accented every curvature of her body. Her hair was bundled in a ponytail, well off of her ears adorned with tiny diamonds. Continue reading »

*The Crisis - by Kissing Fever*

Mimi’s exasperated sigh sent a puff of steam through the frozen winter air as she pulled the car over. A flat…that’s all she needed with the winter storm coming in, already having dumped 5 inches of snow in the mountains. She had left her office party about an hour ago and still had another hour to travel before she arrived at her parents for Christmas Day. And now this.

She opened the door and stepped gingerly into the snow. Sure enough her tire was as flat as a pancake on the bottom. Picking up her cell phone, she tried to dial but there were no towers nearby. Another sigh. She’d be freezing shortly since she was still in her Christmas garb, a red velvet dress trimmed with white fur around the bodice, and matching red stiletto heels. Not an outfit to be in while trudging through the snow. The theme for the office party had been Vamps and Tramps, not unusual for a costume franchise headquarters. And of course Larry the Lecher (well that’s how the ladies referred to him) was in charge AGAIN this year and so his idea of the men sucking the women prevailed. Mimi wasn’t the type to tramp it up too much but she felt her crimson Christmas dress hugged her body deliciously yet was more than modest compared to say….Tina the fake hooters babe’s virginal white cocktail dress that dipped too low in the front if you know what I mean. Uh huh. You could feed an army with those things and she probably had. Continue reading »

As you were riding down the road one day you passed this little diner and thought “I need to go in and have something cool to drink and get a bite to eat.” You went in and sat down in the back so you wouldn’t be bothered by any one.

As you sat there and waited for your food you saw this pretty blond lady enter the diner. She was dressed in this sexy red dress that had a slit running up the side of her thigh. She looked as though she was dressed for a big date and she couldn’t find her date and was lost. Continue reading »

Mony tumbled onto the wagon willy-nilly and ended up between Tom’s legs. He sat with his back against the sideboard, his legs on either side of her. She tried to give him a little room, but the crush of people pushed her back. Still, she hugged her knees rather than lean against him. In the dark, she could see very little. The straw smelled clean and fresh. Laughter wafted over them as the driver slapped the reins, and the horses began to pull. The wagon jerked, and Mony felt Tom’s hands on her sides, steadying her. Although he quickly removed his hands, she was disappointed. His touch felt…sensual. Continue reading »

My parents are the owners of the most active ranch in Montana. When I turned 18 last year, I was given a career on the ranch as the Assistant Manager so that I can run it when they retire. Part of my duties as the Assistant Manager is to run the ranch when my parents are out of town with the help of our ranch hands and contracted employees. Among those contracted employees is the horse keeper, or stable manager if you prefer. They care for all the horses on the ranch and their stables.

We have the most beautiful land you could ever set your eyes on. Hundreds of green covered hills anywhere you look, and never anyone in sight. We have cattle, horses for the ranch hands, and also rodeo training facilities. It’s more than a man could ever bargain for, and it’s all mine. Continue reading »

“{It would be advisable to read parts 1 and 2 before reading part 3 because of a recurring theme}”

Word spread about my good fortune; Dan figured out who my hot date was. Soon the whole squadron knew that I had spent the weekend with a prostitute.

Two weeks passed, another payday. I stayed in the barracks, alone, saving my money just in case she called again. I searched the papers for which stage plays were playing in town. “West Side Story” was playing until the end of the month. Having seen the movie, I decided it would be a good place to take Laura, if she called before the end of the month. I spent two nights in the library, researching the musical. Three weeks, Harry wanted to go trolling for chicks. I agreed to go, saying I would not spend any money. It was another dull night. He wanted to know about Laura. I didn”t want to talk about it, saying, “even postmen don”t take walks on their day off.” Continue reading »